Name: Dovesong
Gender: She-cat
Age: 18 moons
Affiliate: LeafClan
Rank: Warrior
Features: Long-haired white she-cat with a pale ginger muzzle and paws. Her plume of a tail is tipped with a reddish brown color, and her eyes are a deep blue.
Personality: Dovesong is a loving, compassionate cat, willing to help any in need. She doesn't like to fight, but will if she has to. She sticks to the warrior code like tree sap (no glue here :p) and hopes that every cat would follow the code like her. Basically she's kind of a goody-goody. x3
History: She was born and raised in LeafClan. She never had any brothers or sisters, and occupied herself with the elders' stories. She excelled in her hunting training, but wasn't the very best at battling. She was just..average?
Role Play Sample: Dovesong's ears pricked as a shuffling could barely be heard just under an oak root a few fox-lenths away. Lifing her nose to the breeze, she found she was downwind of the....she identefied it as a rabbit. She crept closer to the prey and dropped silently into hunter's crouch. Clinking closer, she unsheathed her claws. She leaped, claws scraping the ground. The rabbit fled and was a brown blur through the forest. Dovesong pelted after it, paws barely touching the ground. She swerved, eyes focused on the white bobbing tail. Getting closer, she launched herself toward the prey. Her claws raked against its side and the rabbit faltered, giving Dovesong a change to nab it. She leaped forward again, killing the rabbit with a sharp bite to the neck. She set the prey down, panting. Her eyes widened as she realized she was on the moorland.
"It's a wonder you're not one of us."
She whirled around to see a snarling tabby warrior and an apprentice. The WindClan tabby snarled and leaped at at Dovesong, claws slashing.